18 days straight, minimum 13 hour days and my boss told me I'm not allowed near work today because I need a day off (I'm going in later to do orders but we won't tell him )

I moved into my flat today, it's a shithole but with so much potential after some paint and hard work. It's fucking cheap for the area, just around the corner from work and my best friend lives down stairs, she is going to help me fix the place up.

A month away from the Manchester Tattoo Show with my best friend.

Did manage to see the last hour of Manson last week, missed Defeater totally, but still have tickets for Wicked next Monday, Refused in August, August Burns Red and Wednesday 13 in October, Parkway drive and Lower than Atlantis in November and Fear Factory in December. Will endeavor to go see more gigs.